As it happened, Shui Qingwu's cousin, Shui Ningxin, suddenly appeared and unleashed a torrent of cold taunts and sarcastic remarks at Shen Lang, infuriating Shui Qingwu, who was standing beside them.
Shen Lang, on the other hand, simply crossed his arms, tilted his head, and watched Shui Ningxin jabber on without saying a word.
But his silence only made Shui Ningxin even more furious!
"You... Don't you look at me like that! I'm not afraid of you!" Shui Ningxin felt as if her attacks weren't landing at all. It was like seeing a step ahead, only to move forward and miss it completely, stepping into empty air.
The memory of the Third Prince offending Shen Lang and being forced to slap his own face, combined with her current frustration—all these negative emotions swirled together, driving Shui Ningxin practically mad with rage!
With a soft thud, before Shui Ningxin's anger could erupt, Shui Qingwu brought a hand down on the nape of her neck in a chop, knocking her out cold.
